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Even if you don't want to go back to Nashan Village, you still have to go back.

On Monday, it rained. The roads in the mountain village become terrifying. I walked cautiously on the road with an umbrella, bypassing the cow and sticky. Because of this rain, the temperature dropped very badly. I put on the thickest clothes of the whole year.

When I got to school, there was already a charcoal fire in the office. A rotten washbasin with red-hot charcoal in it. The man stood in front of the brazier, and every minute steam began to bubble out of his clothes.

Liao Lao looked at me and said with a smile: "In your city, there is no such warmth." ”

I nodded, not really. With such a fire, the whole office warmed up. But when I went to the classroom, it was still cold. There was air leaking everywhere in the classroom, and many students were wearing few or short clothes, so they couldn't warm up at all. During class, they sat on chairs and kept stomping their feet and rubbing their hands. I can't even write. I can only exempt them from writing, and let them endorse it.

At the end of class, a group of students were playing in the corner of the classroom and squeezing the oil pile, which was huddled together to keep warm.

Seeing them like this, I also feel quite pitiful.

But I'm wearing clean and beautiful clothes, so I won't huddle with their dirty children. I went to the office to roast the fire with Liao Lao and them.

Sitting in front of the brazier, his cheeks were red and warm from the fire. Listen to Liao Lao and them chatting.

The old principal said that the village has not been peaceful these days, so let me let the man from the Jiang family pick it up after school in the afternoon.

Liao Lao said that when it rained yesterday, several people said that they saw ghosts near the Temple of Caishen. The ghost of the Japanese soldier, wearing a Japanese soldier's uniform, just stood and did not move. Some people also say that it was because the Temple of Caishen was burned down and there was no protection in the village, so those Japanese soldiers appeared.

Others said that the night before yesterday, several motorcycles returned to the village together and saw someone guarding the intersection at the entrance of the village. I thought there was something going on in the village, there were cars outside that were stopped to collect money. But when the car got closer, there was no one at the intersection.

In short, in the past few days, I feel that there are more ghosts in the village.

I lowered my head a little weakly, looked at the red charcoal fire, and didn't dare to speak. These things may have something to do with Jiang Lichen. He deliberately released clues to let the ghosts around him know that he existed, that he was nearby.

At the end of the school day, I held an umbrella and watched the children being picked up by their parents. There are also some who run home with their baskets on their own. I also thought that I still had a pair of rain boots in my dorm room. The leather shoes I wore when I came here today were very expensive. If I wear it a few times, it will break, and my flesh hurts. So I'm going to go to the dorm to find my rain boots before I go home.

With an umbrella, I returned to the dormitory. My dorm room is even colder. When I opened the door, I found that the windows of the dormitory were all open. Wind and rain poured in. I hurried to the window and pulled it to close it. But in that dim light, next to Jiang Lichen's grave, there was a man in a raincoat. The man still had a shovel in his hand.

I was surprised and shouted, "Hey! What are you doing? His appearance was clearly about to dig Jiang Lichen's grave.

I quickly took out my mobile phone and called Jiang Lichen. "Come here, someone's going to dig your grave! Dig your grave! I corrected the statement again. If this person is from the village and hears that what I say is wrong, he may not know what will happen.

My voice was so loud that the man didn't react at all, still standing by the grave, shovel in his hand. I hung up my phone, and I didn't care that the shoes on my feet hadn't changed, so I rushed out of the fence with my umbrella. Stopped two meters away from the man, panting slightly, and looked at him: "Who are you?" Do you want to dig up people's graves too? Aren't you afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren? ”

The man still didn't react at all. "Hey!" I screamed louder. The rain was also much lighter, fluttering, so I simply turned off the umbrella and reached over with the umbrella to stab the man. He still didn't react at all.

I walked around a little bit, around to his front to see what was going on with this man. The man was wearing a long coat, and it didn't feel like the kind of people in the village would wear. He still buttoned the hat on his shirt and lowered his head, and I couldn't make out his expression after taking two steps.

I began to think about what Mr. Liao said today. The more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes. After going around a little longer, I finally saw the man's face. My heart tightened a little, the man had no face! His face is a mask. It's the kind of mask that teared people's skin before. Pure white, the eyes are painted, there is no opening, and under the eyes, there are red stars and tears.

"Ahh I screamed. After my voice, he actually started moving. He slowly turned his head to look at me.

His gaze was like ice shot into my body, and I froze all over. I was scared at first, but then I thought about it, I had already been scratched by that mask, and I would have died a long time ago, so what if I were to touch the mask again? Maybe you're already immune?

I clutched the umbrella in my hand. Fortunately, I bought this long, transparent umbrella for the sake of looking good. Now I can use this umbrella as a weapon. While he was still stiff, I held the umbrella in both hands, screamed, and stabbed him hard.

"Boom", the sound and feeling of the umbrella stabbing on the wood, this person is not alive at all! It's certainly not a ghost! He is a wooden body, a ghost mask face.

"You, you, what do you want? Just your action, so stiff, still, still, still want to dig a grave? "My hands with the umbrella are shaking. Biting his lip, he said to himself, be brave, the more you are afraid, the more you die.

Because of the rain, the sky was very dark, and it was so dim that it was a little difficult to see. He turned slowly to me and uttered a hoarse voice, "Seed." ”

It's really for the seeds! I gasped for breath a few times and stabbed him with my umbrella again. At that moment, Jiang Lichen's scent of flowers came from behind me, and his hand raised my umbrella, allowing my umbrella to poke quickly under his mask. While poking it, I quickly picked it out.

After this action, the white mask had been picked off his face, and after a few spins in the air, it fell. In my ears was the heart-rending and hoarse voice of the wooden man.

Jiang Lichen took me around in a circle, pushed me to the fence against the school, and drew his sharp knife and attacked the wooden man.

The wooden man's movements were very stiff, and Jiang Lichen easily inserted the sharp knife into his heart after a jump. But the wooden man didn't seem to be watching the movie, and after a pause, he looked up and swept over. Jiang Lichen quickly stepped back, avoiding his wooden hand.

As the wooden man swirled, I saw his unmasked face. It wasn't wood, it was a human face, a human face without skin, and a twitch of muscle could be seen on it. The eyelidless beads are horribly large.

I thought of my sister, and my sister said that she had seen her faceless self. She told me what it was like. But I couldn't even think of it, and now I saw it with my own eyes. That face...... I was so scared that I couldn't do anything, holding my umbrella and yelling.

Jiang Lichen spun, and the sharp knife hit his eyebrows accurately again. The knife paused as it plunged in, and with a hard push of his palm, it pierced his entire head.

The wooden man let out a scream. When Jiang Lichen was drawing his knife, the wooden man lit a faint blue fire in the rain. It was a fire that belonged to Jiang Lichen.

There was a sound very similar to that of the wooden man around the village, Jiang Lichen's face changed, and he turned around and went in the direction of the sound. I held the umbrella and looked at the wooden man in front of me, and tears of fear fell. He walked towards me. I shouted anxiously: "Jiang Lichen, Jiang Lichen, Jiang Lichen, come back." ”

But Jiang Lichen would not go back at all. Now I'm on my own. What do I have? All I have is this umbrella in my hand!

The wooden man walked stiffly towards me, one step, two steps, I looked at the white mask not far away, picked it up with an umbrella, and smashed it on him: "Yours! If you want to dig a grave, you dig it. It has nothing to do with me. Don't come here! Jiang Lichen, you're back. ”

After the mask smashed into the wooden man, it also ignited a blue flame and burned on Jiang Lichen's grave. But that didn't stop him at all. I hesitated, but I gritted my teeth and thought, I'm not the kind of woman who is good for nothing, am I? When it comes to fighting, I'm not too strong, but I don't know how to get beaten with my head in my arms.

Now that the umbrella is in hand, the other party is not a person, so rest assured that he killed Jiang Lichen.

Seeing him approach me again, I didn't hesitate to take my umbrella and hit it. The umbrella also poked down hard according to the hole that Jiang Lichen's sharp knife poked just now.

When he poked into the wood, the wooden man suddenly collapsed, lying on the ground, and finally did not move.

I was still afraid if he was pretending, and poked it with an umbrella. Fortunately, he didn't react. I was a fart and urine, dropped the umbrella that was still on his head, and ran towards the Jiang family's old house.

Xiaoyu, when I ran back home, my hair was also wet, and I was exhaling cold air, but my throat was hot. Pour a glass of warm water and calm down a bit, then think about what just happened. Jiang Lichen chased him out after hearing a matching voice. He's not in danger, is he?

I took my phone and called him. He answered quickly, just one sentence: "Busy killing ghosts." Then there was the sound of the phone falling to the ground. He's not going to have an accident!